“Use your words, love.”
“It makes every suck…pulse. I’m…” My thighs spread farther, slick oozing from me now, my cunt clenching in sympathy, wanting, needing… “Like waves of pleasure. Really intense tides. My cunt, it’s gushing.”
“I know,” Tris said, kissing my neck. “I can hear it, smell it. Fuck, I want to bury myself inside you.”
“Need you, Tris!”
He tilted my head sideways and claimed my mouth in every way. There wasn’t any part of my lips or my tongue he didn’t plunder. Tristan never kept anything back, especially not now. Len’s fingers took over, squeezing my breasts, moving from one to the other as he sucked each nipple until it was sore and throbbing, making me throw my chest out further, wanting more. And Tris, his cock ground into my hip, smearing a flood of pre-cum all over me, marking me as his.
“Gonna eat this pussy now.”
Our eyes jerked down as Len dropped lower, his eyes on us as he positioned himself.
“Just saying though, maybe your boy should go first before I knot you.”
He pulled back, standing up and moving his rigid cock out of the way to reveal what he was here for.
“I’m big—bigger than most. You fuck her, fill her full of gushes of your slick, it’ll help open her up and make it easier for her to take me.”
“We don’t…” Tris started to say, but I looked over my shoulder at him.
He was about to say that wasn’t how we did things. Usually, the alpha jumped on me, made me come a few times before dumping his load, and then hauled arse to get out, in case I got all clingy and begged him to bite me. Like that’d ever happen. Then Tris and me, we’d be free to play for the rest of the night. But Len’s suggestion… I stared at Tris, my thighs scissoring together now, wanting and needing that friction.
“Please, Tris…”
“You want me first?”
I hated that vulnerable expression on his face. How the hell hadn’t I known that was how he was feeling?
“I only want you—you know that.” There, those little relationship lies again. “First, last…”
Tris’ hand fitted itself around my jaw, and he stared, studying my face for several seconds before softening, kissing me sweetly on the lips. He pressed his forehead to mine and then addressed the alpha.
“Get her hot and wet, alpha. Make her come at least once. I want to sink so deep in her, I’ll feel like I’ll never come out.”
“You got it, chief.”
Hands went to my ankles and spread my legs again, forcing my body to twist around and face the alpha. Then my knees were pushed up against my chest, splitting me as wide open as I could go.
“Hold her still,” Len said, a hairsbreadth away from an order, before dropping kisses all over my inner thighs.
Then his tongue flicked out.
Some alphas, they thought having a big dick and a knot was all they fucking needed. They gave unenthusiastic or unskilled head, licking your slick from you because they liked the taste but with little interest in your pleasure. Well, not this guy. We definitely needed to get his number, because my hand whipped out, burying itself in his hair, needing something to hold onto.
The alpha nibbled over my clit, pulling away to bathe my whole cunt with his tongue, spearing inside, his big hands drawing me up as if to help him go deeper. He shifted from one to the other until I was damn near ready to scream, my little cries filling the room, until finally, he pulled away, staring into my eyes as he pushed two fingers in, a tight fit right now, but more was to come. Then he moved to suck my clit in steadily growing pulses, on and on and on, until my fingers were clawing at the velvet of the couch and Tris’ voice was in my ears.
“Come for me, baby. Come on the alpha’s tongue, and then I’ll fuck you.”
That was all it took to have me screaming as my cunt snapped around those thick fingers, as Len tugged more and more pleasure from me with his mouth, until finally, I was forced to wrench myself free.
“Tris…!”
He was out from under me, shoving the alpha backwards, while the other man wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a flushed smile on his face, and then that was all I saw of him. Now there was Tris—only Tris.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last,” he said, moving over me, making me feel the weight of his body, the hard stab of his cock as he rubbed it against my folds. “It’s been too long.”
“Hey,” I said, grabbing his face, waiting until he stilled. “I want you, Tris. Always. I want you here, now, deep inside me, until I don’t know where you end or I begin. I want you fucking frenzied for me.”